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Negotiating a high-stakes hostage rescue and saving democracy are all in a day's work. That is, if Stiles and Derek don't kill each other first.
"Captain Hale," Stiles says, nodding coolly before gracing the rest of the team with a warmer smile. Hale is a visitor to Stiles' ship; Stiles should be the one making the introductions, not Lydia. "I thought you were supposed to arrive at 1600."
"It's 1602," Hale says as the furrow between his brow grows deeper.
Given the time it takes for him to re-acclimate after a sim, Stiles is pretty sure he'd exited the module before 1600. He glances at the badge that's clipped to Hale's chest pocket; it's a fancy one with both matrix and biologic scanners, the kind someone has when they are high-ranking enough to require multiple security clearances at places like the Capitol. "It takes longer than two minutes to clear our security systems and reach our training room. How long have you been here?"
"Long enough to know that the use of an incendiary grenade in that environment was foolhardy at best."
Stiles' jaw drops. He probably looks like a gaping fish, but really?
"Excuse me?" he says, taking a step closer to Hale as Scott groans.
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If the Shoe Fits by ArtyStaciNadi (StaciNadia), PalenDrome (nerdherderette)
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
11 Dec 2024
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The one where a chance encounter with the Hale Pack prince and a case of mistaken identity leads to Stiles' very own Cinderella story.
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"I'm okay," Stiles begins, but then he gets his first look at the person who nearly ruined his morning and sucks in his breath.
The guy is literally the hottest person he's ever seen. Like, ever. He has a full head of black hair that Stiles is itching to run his hands through, a jaw that could cut glass, and the most incredible pale-green, gold-blue eyes, if there's even such a thing. He's staring at Stiles intensely, and then his nostrils flare delicately as he leans forward and sniffs.
It's not the weirdest—nor the rudest—thing that's happened to Stiles today, but still.
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Derek Hale, the Viscount Hemming and only son of the Third Earl of Beacon, was London's most notorious rake. His disinclination to appear with the same partner at social events was well-known; his discountenance to wed, even more so. Which is why no one was more surprised than Stiles when the dashing viscount—and Stiles' once childhood friend—presented him with a proposal he couldn't refuse.
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"Is Graceview Hall your only responsibility? What about love? Your family?"Derek jerked back in shock. She, of all people, knew what happened when he last fell in love.
"You are four and twenty," Lady Belmont continued. "You cannot remain on your current path, carousing and bedding anyone who catches your eye. Why, even Lord Deucalion wed this past summer, and he was a reprobate of the first order."
Derek may have owed his great-aunt what little remained of his dignity. This, however, was asking too much. "I will never enter the marriage mart," he swore.
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Breaking up with Derek and getting pushed out of the pack isn't the biggest news Stiles has to deal with.
It turns out he's also pregnant.
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Peter grinned. The teeth that peeped out from behind his lips weren't even human. "Oh, I know how possessive Derek can be. Especially on a full moon. In fact, I'm counting on it." He pinned Stiles against the counter before Stiles could respond, a mountain of inhuman strength and bitter anger, then wrested the white plastic stick from Stiles' hand."Hey, give that back—" Stiles said, reaching for it but missing.
"He doesn't know, does he?" Peter laughed, a delighted, wicked sound that echoed off the bathroom's walls. "Oh, he doesn't. It's a good thing I'm adaptable, because this is going to be so much better." He turned to the woman, who hasn't done a thing, by the way, except to look like Galadriel under the influence of the Ring, and added, "It's time for Plan B."
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For the AU:
On his 18th birthday, Stiles has the chance to choose his gift, no matter how expensive or immoral. Most omegas get themselves a werewolf from The Trade, but Stiles had always promised himself he’d never be one of them. That is, until he discovers that his childhood crush, Derek Hale, is among the local optionsDerek laughs. A look of hurt and anger flashes over the omega's face, giving Derek pause.
"Look," he says, and he must be tired to have been swayed by a pretty face, "it's your money. If you want to play games, that's fine. It's less work for me. But I can make your first time one to remember." He strips off his robe, and as the omega's eyes track every inch of slowly exposed skin, Derek almost hopes he'll say yes. He moves toward the bed, his rousing dick already tenting the front of his briefs.
The boy's cheeks are flushed a delightful pink, and his pupils are large and mouth half-parted as he chokes out a sound that speaks to his inexperience. "Stop." He puts his hand against Derek's bare chest, then looks up at Derek guiltily before pulling it back, fast. "I meant what I said," he adds, as his voice drops to a whisper. "I'm getting you out."
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Bedtime Stories by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
01 Jan 2019
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A collection of Fairy-tale inspired fics that are definitely not intended for children
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Huxloween prompts by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
29 Oct 2017
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For Tumblr prompts @Huxloween
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Wools and Silks, Satin and Lace by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
08 Jan 2017
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A Tailor!Hux AU series in 2 parts
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Sweet and Savory by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
09 Oct 2016
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"Don't eat with your hands"
"Don't play with your food."
"Eat in small bites."Hux and Kylo were never ones to follow the rules.
Pure Kylux Food Porn. A series of one shots with a beginning, a middle and an end.
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One of Stiles' favorite things about life is Derek Hale's food blog. He never expects to meet the man in person.
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“Derek,” he says again, and the name feels very strange on his tongue. “You don’t mean Derek Hale.”
His professor’s eyebrows reach up, eyes widening. “You read his blog?”
"Uh. Worship. Would be a better more descriptive word. That is Derek Hale?"
Jimmy chuckles. "Good-looking guy, huh?"
"You mean to tell me the Food Network hasn't snatched him up to dethrone everyone else from daytime TV."
Jimmy smiles a small private smile. "I don't think TV is his medium."
Stiles raises an eyebrow. "Shy?"
The man laughs heartily at that. "No, I wouldn't say that. He just has particular forms of expression, like eyebrows and chili powder."
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Bookmarked by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)
29 Jul 2019
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Very sweet and romantic story with just a little angst that gets quickly resolved. Internet blogger/chef Derek (who happens to be deaf) has a literal run in with Stiles, one of his fans. S sweetly developing relationship that’s facilitated by Stiles’ professor/mutual friend
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He remembers when he’d found the famous food blog three years ago. He’d been a sophomore in college, stuffing his face with minute-rice and Cup o’ Noodles—he’d been filling his body with such terrible food that a rare salad was a joy. And then Stacy, mid-lecture, had leaned over and shoved her phone at him, showing a recipe for raspberry chocolate cake with layers of real fruit, decadent chocolate sauce, and raspberry drip.After that, he was hooked.
He followed Derek’s chicken recipes, made his shepherd’s pie, his pot pie, his apple pie—he has a whole page devoted to pies, actually.
Stiles had simply fallen head over heels in love with Derek’s food.
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It’s been a hundred days.
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- Part 5 of author's favorites
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Bookmarked by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)
30 Nov 2020
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This is so visceral, so tactile, so bleak and devastating and ugly and hopeful and beautiful. Stiles and Derek are perfect, brought to life through writing that's gritty and honest and wholly original. I wanted to savor every moment of this story even while I raced to see what would happen next. HEART-SHAPED GLASSES😭 FUCKING BRILLIANT WRITING.
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He stares at the road and remembers what it was like before: running, not dying; worrying about Scott and Lydia; watching Allison take charge in ways he couldn’t; seeing Derek save him and sacrifice for the pack and make mistakes; Boyd and Erica and Isaac sharing a smirk in the trees at something he said; Scott saying something obvious; Derek sitting on his bed, leafing through his Trig text, and Derek smiling when Stiles said, ‘You wouldn’t know your sine from a hole in the ground until you tripped and fell in and left your cosine hanging out for all the world to see.’Now he watches Derek stare through the windshield at the trees outside, eyes tracking things Stiles can’t see or hear, he watches and he also remembers the dry-mouth want, he remembers the stark fear and annoyed arousal, he remembers the adrenaline of running to save Derek, his brain in overdrive, shit shit shit please don’t die please don’t die on me no one else needs to die for me don’t leave me holy fucking shit.
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It’s been four hundred and ninety days, and it took Derek forever but they’re at day one again.
Bookmarked by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)
06 Aug 2022
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Break up make up Sterek fic that’s beautifully crafted. Just the right amount of pining and angst. Stiles is barely in it, but it doesn’t matter, because he pervades nearly every important moment of Derek’s thoughts.
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It’s been a hundred and ten days, Derek realizes one day, looking at the calendar. Snow flies outside, the driveway is covered in ice, and Stiles has been gone for a hundred and ten days.Derek hasn’t heard from him once.
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Derek glances at Stiles, who is watching him with a curious expression.
“Oh shit,” Stiles exclaims as comprehension dawns on him. “Everything makes sense now. Derek, I know what the witch did, she cursed you with – “
But before Stiles is able to finish his sentence, everything fades away and Derek is surrounded by darkness.
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Bookmarked by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)
14 Jun 2019
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I'm FLOORED, absolutely floored by this work. I usually don't seek out time travel fics, never mind ones that bounce back and forth, but this not only works, it's BRILLIANT.
i love this author so much--it's the whole reason I gave this trope a try, but she never ceases to amaze me. It's so incredibly well-plotted (it HAS to be, trust me), and there is such an understanding and purpose to these jumps, the implications which only become apparent as the fic progresses. In the end, what the characters endure--and Stiles, most of all--and the mind-fuckery of the premise and the layers it adds to their relationship is just mind-blowing.
In UTTER AWE. I can't even.
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Derek curls into a corner and closes his eyes. He tries not to think about how Stiles may be dead, that Stiles could be living in another state, married with children. But as the night progresses and he lays naked and alone on Stiles’ empty bedroom floor, he’s just reminded how everyone fades from his life, that no one is permanent, not even himself.That’s the real curse of Derek Hale, just a fleeting impression in the world, not important enough to be anything but a shade of a person who fades in and out of people’s lives as easily as they fade from his own.
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In which Stiles goes along with one of Derek’s plans and ends up in an alternate universe as a result. He should’ve known better. He did know better, actually, and that means he has no one to blame but himself.
“Laura wants to lure the kid in with food and kindness and make a pet of him, like a feral cat. Derek wants to have him arrested for stalking. They’re at an impasse. (And the rest of the family is staying emphatically out of it in a way that suggests bets have been placed.)”
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Bookmarked by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)
20 Jul 2019
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KuriKuri rec.
Ok so on a zillion rec lists, and it's Teen rated AND pre-slash, but...this is bloody brilliant. Alternate timeline and parallel universes, with No-Hale fire and an extended Hale family, some alternating POV, but with such an incredible Stiles. The writing itself is truly brilliant and the emotional payoff is bittersweet and hopeful. Rec a million times
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Okay, so. That pendant. Now might be a good time to work out exactly what that pendant did, because it seems like he’s seriously over the rainbow, here. Or else he’s gone completely insane, which, also a possibility. The good news is that he can see the pendant stuffed in his backpack, so at least he didn’t hallucinate everything, right?He calls Scott, because thems the rules. If in doubt, call Scott. Even if Scott fails to answer, it’s backhandedly reassuring. Scott fail: universal constant.
But Scott does answer this time, sounding confused, young, and three-quarters asleep. “Stiles? What time is—what are you—oh my God, are you calling from the hospital? You’re awake!”
“Yep, I’m awake.”
“That’s awesome! I’m, I can be over there in—”
“Hey, Scott?”
“Yeah, on my way, just gotta find shoes. I have the car because Mom’s still—”
“Scott!”
“Uh, yeah?”
“Werewolves are still a thing, right?”
“…Werewolves?”
“Don’t do this to me, buddy. Don’t say it like that.”
“Stiles, what the hell? What do you mean, are they a thing?”
“I mean, are they a thing? Do we know any? Are you one? That kind of thing!”
“They promised you wouldn’t have brain damage, oh my God.”
“Do you think I’m brain damaged because you are a werewolf or because you aren’t one?”
“Oh my—”
“Scott!”
“Because werewolves aren’t real, Stiles! Jesus!”
Oh, shit. “See you soon, Scott,” he says absently, and hangs up on the sound of Scott’s panicked babble.